Title: Golden Lives and Shattered Dreaming
Author: crimsonredmagic
Fandom: One Tree Hill/Supernatural
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sam Winchester/Haley James (Scott)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own One Tree Hill or Supernatural...But you all already knew that :)
There's never any closure to their relationship. He walks out their front door and out of her life and doesn't even have the decency to explain to her why.
She learns to hate him, spends long hours crying herself to sleep until despising him seems like the natural progression of the spectrum of emotions she feels for him.
Sam Winchester was supposed to be her one true love, her shining glory and her biggest achievement.
Peyton offers her the next best thing
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She drops the Winchester from her name and a small unjustified part of himself rages at that even though it had been his decision to walk out on their life and his choices were the only ones to blame.
Sitting in a cheap motel room with only the sounds of his brothers snoring coming from the other bed to keep him company, her smiling face on the televisions fuzzy screen is like a cruel reminder of everything Sam left behind and the life he was foolish enough to give away.
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Success comes quickly, quicker than she could have ever imagined and she tries desperately to lose herself in the sounds of the people chanting her name.
There are press junkets and tours and people fascinated by the story of the small town college girls rise to fame with her record label mail clerk turned manager best friend and nobody even suspects for a minute that Haley James isn't technically her real name.
Her life with Sam seems like nothing more than a bittersweet dream and sometimes she can fool herself into believing that it never meant a thing.
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They pass through hundreds of towns and charm countless different girls. There's never a shortage of female company and the ring he still wears on his calloused finger never seems to deter many of them for very long.
Sam sees her face in every girl he takes to bed and is disappointed every time the illusion fades.
He loses himself at the bottom of a bottle and through the adrenalin of a violent hunt and Dean starts to notice that he's hanging by a thread.
He wants to go back in time and change the things he's done, he wants to be complete again and in her arms but he has a mission and happiness has never been a place where he belongs.
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She builds herself a gilded prison, its purpose not so much to keep her in as it is to keep everybody else out.
Perched high in a hill, the reflection of the city lights below bounce of the glass of her window like brightly shining stars but she's much to hollow to see the beauty in it.
She aches to see him, aches so feverishly to have him standing in front of her. Longs for him to see what his desertion has turned her into, she wants to hear the explanation he denied her just so she can throw it back in his face.
She wants to claw at his skin until he's bloodied and bruised so he can feel the pain he's caused her. She wants to throw her arms around him and never, ever let go.
She wants to die because even after everything she's been through and all the things she's achieved he's still the only thing she lives for.
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Her dark blonde hair is shining in the sun, her eyes are so bright they're sparkling and the smile on her face is dazzling and meant only for him.
Sam wakes up in a cold sweat calling out her name and Dean pretends he hasn't heard a thing.
He becomes too afraid to go to sleep because she's there every time he closes his eyes, dancing beneath his eyelids, mocking him, berating him, beckoning him back to her.
If he were any weaker than he already was he'd give in.